Chapter 101: Go for the Jugular

Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Go for the Jugular

"Huh? Isn’t this evidence we kept for ourselves? Can’t we just hand it over to the police later?"

Qianxue didn’t quite understand what Jiang Fan meant.

"Hand it over to the police? Then did I just waste all that money?"

A cold smile appeared on Jiang Fan’s face. "He wants to make my life difficult? You think I’m going to let him have an easy time?"

"Didn’t you say it yourself? We’re the only major player in this area. They’re just barely hanging on."

"But if you’re going to just hang on, you should act like it. Since he dared to bare his fangs like that, I’ll make sure they won’t even have a chance to eat in the future."

Seeing the sudden intensity radiating from Jiang Fan, Qianxue’s heart skipped a beat. She nodded and left immediately.

After this dramatic interlude, business here became even more brisk than before.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Fan had another batch of high-grade defective goods transferred over from the warehouse and increased the discounts even further.

After taking care of all this, Jiang Fan returned to the central area.

"Hm? Hasn’t Supervisor Sun come in?"

Jiang Fan was a bit taken aback after looking around the store and not seeing any sign of Sun Yanzi.

"Nope. We’ve been busy this whole time and haven’t seen her."

The other employees found it strange too. While Sun Yanzi wasn’t a workaholic like Li Muwan, who arrived early every day, she was very rarely late, let alone disappearing for hours like today.

Jiang Fan nodded and had them try calling her.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently switched off."

"It’s off?"

Listening to the automated message, Jiang Fan scratched his head.

For some reason, a sense of unease suddenly welled up inside him.

He immediately called Li Muwan. "Did Supervisor Sun ask you for a day off?"

"A day off?"

"No. What’s wrong?"

Hearing that something was off in Jiang Fan’s tone, Li Muwan asked right away.

"She didn’t come to work today, and she didn’t answer when I just tried calling her."

"Never mind. I’m almost done here. I’ll try calling again later."

"By the way, do you know where she lives?"

"What for? You want to go to her house and be a stalker?"

Li Muwan’s voice was tinged with contempt.

"I was just asking. Why the big reaction?"

"And what do you mean, be a stalker? Can’t you speak properly?"

"Hmph."

Li Muwan just let out a cold snort. "If not to be a stalker, then why are you asking for a young woman’s home address?"

"What is it? Just because she didn’t show up for work for one day, you’re going to go ’show your concern’ for her personally?"

"And you say you have no designs on her. I think you have designs on every good-looking girl in the company. Are you going to ’show your concern’ for all of them?"

Jiang Fan heard the passive-aggressive tone in Li Muwan’s voice, but he wasn’t about to indulge her.

"Ah, yes, yes, you’re right about everything."

"That’s right. It’s exactly what you think."

"So what? Are you the only person in the entire company who knows her address?"

"Do I have to ask you?"

"I can’t be bothered with you."

With that, Jiang Fan moved to hang up the phone.

"Jiang Fan, don’t you forget Sun Yanzi is a married woman! She’s married!"

"I’m warning you, you’d better not pull any stunts!"

Stung by Jiang Fan’s retorts, Li Muwan’s own anger flared.

She never used to get angry so easily, but for some reason, whenever Jiang Fan and the women around him were involved, she would become incredibly irritable.

"So?"

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes and hung up the phone directly.

’The Li Muwan right now seems a little... off. The aloof ice queen from before was hard to get close to, but at least she didn’t actively make things difficult for me.’

Shaking his head, Jiang Fan started scrolling through his contacts.

Unexpectedly, the only female colleague he found was Yu Xiaoyu.

He sent her a message asking for Sun Yanzi’s home address, then put his phone away and threw himself back into his work.

The eight districts all needed goods transferred from the warehouse, and on top of that, he had to oversee and coordinate all the major stores in the central area today.

He had to personally manage all the various promotions.

With Sun Yanzi absent today, his workload had multiplied.

He was so busy the entire day that his feet barely touched the ground; he didn’t even have time to take a sip of water.

When evening approached, the employees all went to eat and take a break.

Only then did it hit Jiang Fan: Sun Yanzi still hadn’t shown up.

He quickly pulled out his phone. Yu Xiaoyu had already replied to his message with the home address.

Jiang Fan thought for a moment, found Sun Yanzi’s number, and tried calling again.

But the phone was still switched off.

’Something’s not right.’

Jiang Fan’s gaze shot toward the door. If it hadn’t been for the incident with her husband yesterday, he wouldn’t be overthinking this.

But after what happened yesterday, he was certain that Zhong Long was an absolute scumbag.

’How could it be such a coincidence? After what happened yesterday, Sun Yanzi just vanishes today? Even if she couldn’t come to work, she would have at least sent a message to take leave.’

"Keep working after you finish eating. I have to step out for a bit."

"Call me immediately if anything comes up."

Although the store employees found it a bit strange, they still nodded.

After saying that, Jiang Fan grabbed his car keys, hurried to the underground garage, and sped off toward the address Yu Xiaoyu had given him.

Fortunately, the evening rush hour had already passed. In less than half an hour, Jiang Fan arrived downstairs at her apartment building, following the address.

It was an old residential complex. The elderly security guard at the gate was reading a newspaper and sipping tea, paying Jiang Fan no mind at all.

’Building 8, Unit 1101.’

Jiang Fan glanced at the unit number and knocked on the door.

But the faint sounds that had been coming from inside suddenly stopped.

’Is the soundproofing in this old building really that good?’

Jiang Fan pounded on the door again, harder this time.

"Is anyone home?"

"I’m from property management!"

CREAK.

The door was suddenly thrown open from the inside. If Jiang Fan hadn’t dodged quickly, it would have slammed right into his face.

"What are you shouting for? Who are you?"

"Hello, is this Building 8, Unit 1101?"

Jiang Fan sized up the strange man in front of him.

He was wearing a black suit, his hands were covered in calluses, and his eyes held a trace of ferocity.

Jiang Fan could tell in an instant that this man was definitely a trained fighter.

"Are you blind? Can’t you read?"

"Oh, so it is. Is Sun Yanzi home?"